Uh…
I have gotten what seems like my period. GREAT. I haven’t had one since December of last year…and six months later, my ovaries are in high gear again…GREAT. Me, I don’t mind. I like the things estrogen does for me—keeps me looking young, keeps my skin and hair looking good, keeps my boobs defying gravity. But the cancer appears to like my estrogen, so the tactic is to starve it of estrogen. If I’m no longer amenorheic, that means I’m at an increased risk for another cancer. So, I started to worry that the tamoxifen I have been taking every other day to start out with did some ovary stimulating (as 10 mg/day seem to do according to my drug book) and when I got home I took another 20 mg pill, though I had taken one the day before. So, now I’m taking it daily as they had intended, and I hope it won’t make me sick. I only took it every other day for a little over a week, as my oncologist had recommended starting it. I went to see my dentist about this broken tooth. He takes a look at it said he thought I’d eventually need a crown in a year or so, but that he’d try to do a filling. I love this guy…I’m still walking around with a filling from when I was 16 yeras old, and my old dentist said I needed a root canal, but said, let’s try this first, and put something into my tooth to numb it, put a temp filling in and let me walk around with it for a while, then filled it. I ended up having that filling replaced (it was amalgam) and this dentist (who bought out the practice of my old dentist) said it was barely any tooth…all filling, and that he thought it was amazing it didn’t end up needing a root canal. So, that filling has been with me (in two different forms) for 34 years already. I told him I bet the filling he did yesterday would last longer than he thinks it will. I have to go back today and have another filling put in on the other side (I don’t want to take a chance and break another tooth!) These stupid cavities, I get because I go a long while between flossing—when iwas in ETP, I think I might have flossed 4 times. I get a small cavity between teeth and it goes unnoticed until I’m eating popcorn. I knew about these two, and was going to have them filled a month ago but then Rutger had his seizure and I had to cancel my appointment. I never got it rescheduled so I was planning on going in around August to do it…little did I know I’d break a tooth long before then. As George and I are fond of saying “there’s no problem so great that you can’t throw money at it and make it go away.” Ah well.
